If I had to describe myself, it would be in a word that has many meanings with a complexity which falls off the tongue.A word made up of many elements, is deceptive in appearance, and creates an illusion from the imagination. My word would be Phantasmagoric. ~Summer Ross

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Sunday, August 18, 2013

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Catch up: Ebony found an intruder in her home, tied him to a chair with a dangling cast iron pan- he moves it hits him. He's pretty sure Ebony's got something wrong with her, Ebony isn't about to deny it either. Their conversation continues- she wants to know why he's there- he wants her to let him go...

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Ebony straightened, if he continued to pull on the
rope, he’d find his way loose, Shit. Ebony
pushed her chair back to the table and said, “Every time you pull your hands up, that
pan will hit you.” She stepped over to the sink nonchalantly assessing the
tightness of the ropes; the last thing she wanted was for him to find a
weakness in them. She briefly considered calling the cops, deciding it would
take too long for them to respond, she figured she’d let her curiosity play
out.

“So I noticed,” his voice sent chills down her
spine. Yup he’s pissed.

“Why
did you break into my house?” Satisfied the rope wasn’t coming lose, Ebony
turned on the faucet and filled a glass of water. She’d barely put the rim to
her lip when his chair scuffed on the floor, the pan flew back into the wall,
and he fastened her between him and the sink.